Luca?

Kissing Amy's forehead was an instinctual gesture, an expression of comfort he had offered to friends and family countless times.

That was the way he comforted the females in his life generally. Kissing the top of the head was something he did with his mother when comforting her. He did it with Lucy, he had done it too with Rachel.

So, it wasn't like there was any romantic meaning attached to it. There was none whatsoever. Yet, the atmosphere in the kitchen shifted instantly.

Amy pulled away, her eyes widening with surprise. Lucas felt a twinge of awkwardness settle between them, understanding the unintended gravity of his action.

Lucas knew that he had acted more out of habit than desire or anything of the kind. His action had been borne out of habit.

But was he supposed to explain that to Amy without sounding like a pervert who was trying to take advantage of her vulnerable state? Lucas mused as he stepped away from Amy.